Feng Xuan, who was wearing a lake-green shirt and skirt, bowed down in front of him, bowed his head and boarded the car, and went away under the escort of a group of family members, and disappeared at the end of the official road as he walked away. Since childhood, when the righteous daughter who was like his own daughter parted, he still had a look of grievance on his face, and he naturally knew that his beloved daughter was afraid that he would have misunderstood that he would marry her to Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, in order to covet glory and wealth, and to marry the emperor's relatives and relatives, but he was helpless but he was suffering and could not speak, just because he knew the nature of his beloved daughter, if she knew that her return to Beijing should be dangerous and abnormal, she was afraid that she would rather accompany her family to suffer misfortune, and would never give herself up to marry at this time.

Good intentions but unable to declare it at the time of life and death, Feng Sheng was depressed in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: No matter how many wives and concubines my son marries, that is also a member of my Feng family, and my daughter is married to Zhu Quan as a concubine, I am afraid that even Your Majesty will not be able to save this face to kill your son's side room. Thinking back to his wife and daughter who were thousands of miles away, Ying Tiandu City, Feng Sheng's heart was cramping and he still felt like an arrow at the moment, and he spurred his horse to gallop away.

Feng Xuan traveled all the way, and after more than ten days, he had already arrived at Daning City, where Zhu Quan was inaugurated.

At dusk, in King Ning's mansion, Zhu Quan held his beloved daughter Zhu Ying in his arms, and stabbed his daughter's pink little face with the stubble under his chin, and couldn't help laughing. ”“

Zhu Ying was a baby after all, her cheeks were stabbed, and there was a sound of laughter in her ears, and she immediately cried endlessly.

Xu Ying couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw that Zhu Quan, who was a father, and reached out to smash Zhu Quan on the shoulder, and was about to snatch her daughter over.

Zhu Quan only felt a warm current on his chest and abdomen, and after handing his beloved daughter to his wife, he saw that his chest was wet, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This girl also has clear grievances, and every time she pees, she comes to me, the father." ”

Xu Ying coaxed her crying daughter, seeing Zhu Quan's wry smile, she only felt warm in her heart, and couldn't help but hide her mouth and be happy.

At this moment, with the sound of footsteps, the scholar Ma Sanbao came to the door and said, "Your Highness, Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, has a letter delivered." ”

Zhu Quan couldn't help but wonder a little when he heard this, he knew that Feng Shengfeng was aiming to train troops in the important town of Datong, if there was a military situation, it was impossible to transmit the news by letter, as the commander of the army guarding the border town, but he was in correspondence with his own prince, but he was afraid that there was another hidden secret, when he guessed in his heart, he stretched out his hand to take the letter presented by Ma Sanbao, and when he opened it, he couldn't help but be stunned. He never expected that the matter mentioned in this letter written by Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song Guogong, was to marry his beloved daughter Feng Xuan to him as a side room, and asked him to treat her well.

Seeing that the letter was full of love for father and daughter, Zhu Quan's feelings in his heart were extremely complicated, and there was inevitably the concept of monogamy in his concept, at this time, seeing Feng Sheng Xu Xu his beloved daughter Feng Xuan to himself as a side room, facing Xu Ying who was holding his daughter, he couldn't help but panic in his heart, and felt a little difficult to face, and waved his hand to signal Ma Sanbao to follow him out to see the messenger.

Xu Ying heard that Feng Sheng had a letter delivered, thinking that this matter involved military intelligence, and she didn't care about it, but at this time, she saw Zhu Quan hurriedly stuffing the letter into her arms, for fear that she would see the same, and when she saw that Ma Sanbao's words flickered, she looked like a thief, so she immediately reached out and put her daughter Zhu Ying, who was gradually falling asleep, on the bed, and quietly went out of the room and followed Zhu Quan.

"The villain has already taken the courage to make his own decision and place Miss Feng in the guest room to rest." Ma Sanbao's voice came faintly from behind the shadows of the trees and flowers.

Zhu Quan's heart was quite confused, and after a moment of silence, he whispered: "Please meet the teacher in the study, and say that I have something important to discuss." With that, he turned around and walked towards the study of the small building.

Xu Ying heard the arrival of Feng Sheng's messenger from Song Guogong Feng Sheng, and then listened to Ma Sanbaoyan and Miss Feng Yunyun at this moment, and suddenly flashed in her mind Feng Xuan's appearance when she disguised herself as a man and went to Guozijian to study, and when she was boating on the river, she felt a faint sense of foreboding in her heart.

In the study, Jing Kun read the letter written by Feng Sheng to Zhu Quan, frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Since the rebellion of Lan Yu, Ying Guogong committed suicide, Dingyuan Marquis and other generals in the army were convicted and the deceased is unknown. ”

Zhu Quan was embarrassed by Feng Xuan's arrival, and when he heard the teacher's words, he couldn't help but recall that he had killed the enemy side by side with him in the past, surrendered the 200,000 army of Nahachu, the Taiwei of the Northern Yuan Dynasty in Liaodong, swept away the Golden Horde Yuan Army on the fishing side of the sea, and subdued the Prime Minister of the Northern Yuan Dynasty to bite it, Nell did not spend tens of thousands of remnants of the Yuan Army Lan Yu, Fu Youde, Wang Bi and others, a sense of irrepressible sadness surged in his heart, and he secretly thought: In order to prevent the future heroes from endangering Zhu Yunwen's throne, I don't know how bloody the Yingtian City at this time is.

"Old General Feng's entrustment is earnest, and in his old and foolish opinion, His Royal Highness should immediately play His Majesty before Song Guogong has suffered an unforeseen disaster. It is said that Miss Feng has been included as a side room, and she is already pregnant. In this way, Miss Feng can be safe. Jing Kun put down the letter in his hand while looking at Zhu Quan and said slowly.

Zhu Quan couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and secretly thought to himself: The last time I married Xu Ying, I used the strategy of cutting first and then playing, raw rice and cooked rice, but this time it was simply ripe. He recalled in his mind the timid figure and flower-like face of Feng Xuan, who had a wonderful interpretation of the rhythm, and said a little wrongly: "Is there anything wrong with this?" ”

Jing Kun sighed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Only from Lan Yu, Fu Youde's death of the guilty body, it can be seen that the current Hongwu Emperor is ruthless in removing the heroes and generals, and even Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, is not as ruthless. There is nothing suspicious that a person is guilty of treason, and his family is harmed. Speaking of this, after a slight pause, he turned his head to look at Zhu Quan and said: "Ordinary rich and noble families still have three wives and four concubines, if His Royal Highness only has one princess, it will inevitably seem too maverick." ”

Zhu Quan heard this resourceful teacher talk about his concubine, which was also such a justifiable truth, and suddenly felt a burst of relief in his heart for no reason, and picked up a brush to write his own recital to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Feng Xuan, who was sitting at the table, was nervous when he stepped into King Ning's mansion, and the sound of pushing the door and footsteps came from his ears, and his heart was like a deer.

Seeing Feng Xuan's hair like flowing clouds, her shoulders like a knife, her thin willow as her waist, her teeth like shellfish, and her emerald feather-like eyebrows, she stared at herself with a pair of watery eyes, and her face was still tired of a two-point journey, which made me feel even more pitiful. Xu Ying tried to recall the hidden needles between the words of this seemingly delicate woman in Yingtian City in the past, completely forgetting the purpose of her visit.

Feng Xuan saw that the person who came was not Zhu Quan, but King Ning, who was rightful at the moment, was disappointed, surprised, and embarrassed. Along the way, she also imagined a thousand things about marrying Zhu Quan as a concubine in the future and how to get along with Xu Ying.

Zhu Quan tiptoed into the bedroom, reached out to take the pillow that Xu Ying smashed over his head, looked at Xu Ying who was sitting on the bed, and said in surprise: "Who annoyed the lady, wait for me to be angry with you tomorrow." ”

Xu Ying saw that Zhu Quan was still hiding from herself at the moment, recalling the unruly look of the other party when she was relatively speechless with Feng Xuan before, she couldn't help but feel sad, and said angrily: "People who like the new and hate the old, can they still make a show at this time?" ”

Zhu Quan sat on the bed with a sad face, and sighed: "But it's disrespectful, it's deserved, isn't your husband helpless?" Seeing that Xu Ying already knew about Feng Xuan, he couldn't help but defend himself, although he said so, the righteousness that came from hearing the words of the teacher Jing Kun was quickly swept away by Xu Ying's words.

Xu Ying saw Zhu Quan's pretending appearance, and her heart hated it even more, so she stretched out her foot and kicked Zhu Quan hard, and said angrily: "If you don't have the right mouth, it's even more annoying." ”

Zhu Quan was kicked by her suddenly, and when he heard such reprimanding words, his face involuntarily showed two points of embarrassment, and he sat back on the bed beside Xu Ying and said weakly: "I, I'm not helpless." ”

Xu Ying became even more annoyed when she heard this, and after snorting coldly, she turned her back to Zhu Quan and simply ignored it.

Zhu Quan saw that Xu Ying was angry and his heart was really weak, so he sighed and stood up, wanting to go to the table to pour a cup of tea to quench his thirst.

"Where?" Xu Ying heard the sound of Zhu Quan's footsteps, and Huo Ran turned around and asked.

Zhu Quan's heart moved and sighed slightly: "Since Madame refuses to forgive, I will go to the study for a night." ”

Xu Ying was anxious and said slightly angrily: "When will I drive you away?" Saying this, I recalled Feng Xuan's pitiful demeanor, and said with hatred in my heart: At this time, the emperor is far away, and no one cares about things. If he doesn't rest in his study tonight, who can help him? It's not too late to talk about that tomorrow.

At the beginning of the morning, Feng Xuan walked in the back garden, full of loneliness and sadness. She adopted Feng Sheng since she was a child, and when she was at home, she was inevitably troubled by Feng Sheng's wife and concubine, and at this moment she gave a letter to her father, who regarded her as her own, and sent it to Ning Wang Zhu Quan as a concubine, and her heart was inevitably full of disappointment with the word family affection.

Feng Xuan looked up, and saw a figure in a green shirt and a graceful figure in a clearing next to the flowers, when the three-foot long sword in his hand broke through the air, cutting a fallen leaf falling from the treetops into half, looking through the shadow of the tree, it was vaguely the Xu Ying he had seen yesterday. Seeing this noble princess practicing swordsmanship, Feng Xuan suddenly remembered the words and sentences in Cao Zijian's "Luo Shen Fu": its shape is also like a shock, graceful like a dragon......

Xu Ying finished her swordsmanship all the way, calmly returned the sword into the sheath, turned her head and saw her master Qin Zhuofeng coming from the courtyard corridor, and the dignity of being a princess on weekdays was completely gone, and she stomped her feet and said: "Master, Zhu Quan, this kid he ......" After all, she has martial arts, and at this time she has noticed that someone is walking behind the shadow of the tree not far away, thinking that she is a maid in the palace, thinking that she is a mother at this time, if she tells her husband in front of others, she will inevitably lose her wife's way, so she swallowed the rest of the words back.

Feng Xuan saw that this noble lady who was a princess had completely lost her dignified posture last night in front of the master who she regarded as her father, and recalled her father Feng Sheng in her heart.

Qin Zhuofeng and Tuoyu, the master of the Oirat tribe, were seriously injured in the fight, and they were raised in the palace these days. In his spare time, he instructed his beloved disciple to practice swords every morning, and was about to point out the shortcomings of Xu Ying's sword posture when he suddenly heard his beloved disciple's words, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Xu Ying heard the sound of broken footsteps far away, and there were no other idlers around, so she puffed up her cheeks and said slightly angrily: "Zhu Quan, this kid likes the new and hates the old, he wants to accept the beloved daughter of Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, as a side room." Immediately afterwards, he told the story of Feng Sheng sending someone to deliver a letter yesterday and sending Feng Xuan to the palace to marry Zhu Quan as a side room, and he couldn't help but raise his foot and kick at a small tree with hatred during the conversation, as if this kick was kicked on Zhu Quan's body. As the beloved daughter of Xu Da, the king of Zhongshan, she has followed her master to practice martial arts since she was a child, and her competitive temperament coupled with her master and her father's care in every way will inevitably lead to resentment when she encounters such emotional things.

When Qin Zhuofeng heard his beloved disciple's complaint like this, he couldn't help but scratch his head with a wry smile, in a dilemma. If thousands of troops and horses fight with the Tartars, he will not be embarrassed, just because in today's world, it is no longer common for men to have three wives and four concubines, and in his opinion, as long as they are consensual, there is no fuss at all.

Xu Ying saw that the master was full of embarrassment, and recalled in her mind that she had seen Feng Xuan's seemingly weak posture and unruly expression last night, so she hurriedly approached and grabbed his sleeve and said hurriedly: "Your old man has to make the decision for me." ”

"Feng Sheng married his daughter to Zhu Quan as a side room?" Qin Zhuofeng suddenly remembered the blue jade that died in the hands of Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, Wang Bi and Fu Youde at this time, and couldn't help but show a solemn look on his face, and asked in a deep voice. Seeing Xu Ying's head, she couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said after a moment of silence: "I'm afraid that Feng Sheng is marrying a daughter in such a hurry because he is afraid that he will be killed by a tragic disaster, so he has this move." This matter must be considered in the long run. Although he did not have a deep friendship with Feng Sheng, but recalling the battle of Jinshan in Liaodong in the past, when Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song, commanded the army and surrendered to Nahachu, the commander of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, countless Tartar soldiers put down their weapons and surrendered to the Ming army.